Much Madness is divinest Sense – Emily Dickinson

Much Madness is divinest Sense–

To a discerning Eye–

Much Sense–the starkest Madness–

‘Tis the Majority

In this, as All, prevail–

Assent–and you are sane–

Demur–you’re straightway dangerous–

And handled with a Chain–

In the Desert – Stephen Crane

In the desert I saw a creature,

naked, bestial,

Who, squatting upon the ground,

Held his heart in his hands,

And ate of it.

I said: “Is it good, friend?”

“It is bitter-bitter,” he answered;

“But I like it Because it is bitter,

And because it is my heart.”

The World Is A Box – Sophie Hannah

My heart is a box of affection.

My head is a box of ideas.

My room is a box of protection.

My past is a box full of years.

 

The future’s a box full of after.

An egg is a box full of yolk.

My life is a box full of laughter

And the world is a box full of folk.